By Jeff Wheeler
Tyrus of Kenatos has made it his life’s paintings to banish the plagues that ravage the kingdoms. He believes the reply to finishing the devastation lies within the Scourgelands. but, Tyrus’s first day trip into the cursed woods failed after being defeated through mysterious minions who stalked and killed so much of his band.
Now a prisoner in his personal tower, Tyrus has summoned his nephew Annon—a Druidecht owning innate magic referred to as the fireblood—on the guise of discovering a hidden treasure with which to buy his dual sister Hettie’s freedom. yet in truth, Tyrus is utilizing his niece and nephew, and their magic, as a chance to flee and resume his determined challenge. And to help them, he has enlisted the warrior-monk Paedrin—who is nearly as eco-friendly because the siblings in terms of touring those stricken lands. The trio is set, and alongside the way in which they develop to belief each one other—and new additions to the group—in order to complete their missions…whether or now not these missions are one and the same.
But the Arch-Rike—ruthless ruler of Kenatos—has discovered of those plans, and has despatched the fearsome Kishion to spoil all those who oppose him. Now Tyrus and his unwitting allies needs to face down not just the plague, yet this new enemy—and satisfy their quest prior to a clean horror is unleashed at the world…
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You seem to know everything…” “Do not be impertinent. As our interests may be conjoined, I am trying to help you. I understand more than you do about some of the forces which are influencing you. You make a serious mistake, wandering about the world announcing yourself at this point in your career. Now, I have just taken great pains to remove the memory of your name and origin from the minds of Ibal and everyone in his party. In the morning, he will only recall you as a Madwand traveling to Belken.
Upward! ” The servants raised the litter and moved ahead with it. Pol and Mouseglove took up positions behind it and followed. That night they camped amid the ruins of what might once have been a small amphitheatre. Pol lay troubled for a long while, in fear of the dreams that might come to him. He still had not spoken of these, for in daytime the things of sleep seemed far away. But when the stillness descended and the fire dwindled the deeper places of shadow seemed filled with faces, as if some ghostly audience capable of seeing beyond the cowl of sleep had come together here to watch his journey into the place of baleful lights and screaming winds and cruelty.
Yes. I am ready to meet once again with my beloved Vonnie, for two weeks of lovemaking, revelry, good food and drink. ” “Yes. ” 49 MADWAND “Impressive,” Pol said. ” “Gods, no! If we had to live together on a day-to-day basis one of us would doubtless kill the other. ” He stared into his drink a moment before raising it to his lips. ” He looked up again. ” Pol asked. “That white streak in your hair. ” Pol ran a hand through his still-moist thatch. “Little joke,” he said. “Not in the best of taste,” said Ibal, shaking his head.